A soft, furry mons delta pube trim would really balance out those gorgeous eyebrows and tie in all the elements of that incredible feminine athletic goddess bod, Gracie. Or not. I'm still thankful you're sharing with us, either way.

I'll start with a suggestion for consideration that that pose in #44, when standing or kneeling only, might be the "Marlo Thomas"; in a call back to the 70's american TV show about a happy girl in the big city - That Girl.

But, pose in #44 when laying flat on her back should be the "Take me, Damn it".

Remember the story from WAY back about a prince of Troy who charmed a Queen of Sparta, a beauty named Helen, out of her mind and swept her off to Troy and started a 10 year war that eventually destroyed EVERYBODY?

Raena, let's go to Club Med Thailand for two months while it is winter in Latvia. My tab ... but you have to dive twice a day, dance all night once or twice a week, get very tanned, eat delicious foods, and force yourself to swim in the warm ocean every day.

I hope that the linen and lace and light and pillows and layered sensory elements that have strong memory of a feeling, of a scent, of a warmth of the first 15 sets are a theme that Charles continues forever. Great sensory composition equals great erotic photography.

The forethought and talent show in every shot. The tactile fabrics, loose and airy, the soft colors, the shadowy light with sunshine behind, the natural relaxation of face and neck, the progression of poses, Blake's warm, soft, intoxicating femininity highlighted by perfect nails, perfect lips ... just PERFECT erotic photography.

Blake, in this set you are the summit of femininity; of feminine warmth, feminine softness, feminine energy ... THE overpoweringly attractive magnetic opposite to the testosterone soaked, roughened, bruising bullishness of male life.

Blake, Charles, and everyone involved with set ... excellence created here. Thank you.

I know it's a small, silly thing ... and not "tough" at all but ... if I could feel the emotion of the realization that this woman is happy in my presence for just one day, then I could die knowing bliss.

Aaaah ! One of Paromov's full on theatrical sets. I see them as over-the-top erotic comedy now ... like a cross between Beach Blanket Babylon and the Mitchell Brothers ... without having to go near O'Farrell or the Tenderloin.

I've come back after several days of further consideration and study of this set to write that this is the most sexy, hot, erotic, intense, and perfect set of erotic photographs that has been posted to Met-Art in a VERY long time ... and I've been a member for more than ten years.

THIS. IS. AWESOME.

Thanks to both of you and to the entire team that made this set possible. And, Aria, seriously ... WOW, girl. Just WOW !

Hair is warm and scented ... and hair invites touch ... and movement ... and crazy furniture breaking sexcapades with girls you just met and won't see again until she show up years later at your sister's wedding and suddenly you're in the hotel storage room slamming each other against stacks of cleaning supplies ... hair does that.

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My wife was waxed and shaved and pumiced from her eyebrows on down; completely hairless below the eyebrows. She worked in Manhattan's fashion industry and so she believe hairless was beautiful and feminine. I asked her, as her man, to grow her bush back at least ... needless to say, we divorced. And, I married her sister.

I see it, too ... but what Etna does with what she has is really impresses me; her nails, her skin, her hair, her smiling, sexy attitude all express a powerful femininity and lots of effort. I really admire and respect her for that. She makes herself a hot babe.

Great setting. Great light. Really sexy, adult woman who knocks me out with her feminine beauty.

And, a good set... but....

The potential to be a REALLY great set was lost with, what I believe are, incongruent poses.

I'm not suggesting that it's easy to poses convincingly... invitingly... appropriately submissively... but it can be done.

I just know what I feel in my testosterone soaked masculine brain when a set of poses is congruent, convincingly appropriate... and I don't feel it with this set... though the setting was perfect to create it.

Amelie gets naked, her vulva is tumescent with gorgeous color, and she looks me in the eye as if I'm right there with her; as if she trusts me with her body.

The set's "street level" or "urban grime" look at the beginning are the only "off" notes that I experience. Upscale surroundings make for a more pleasant fantasy, in my opinion, but that's nick picking.

Amelie's stunningly beautiful, she shares her tumescent pussy with us, I feel "there"... what's not to like?

You two, and crew, nailed it again !p.s. -- music credits would be a cool thing to include. Nice for the musician. Nice for the viewer/listener. I'd investigate this guitarist, for example, if I knew who to investigate.

I think that you've been hit by what Sicilians call "The Thunderbolt".

Here's Mario Puzo describing "The Thunderbolt" as it hit Michael upon seeing Apollonia for the first time.

"As for Michael Corleone, he found himself standing, his heart pounding in his chest; he felt a little dizzy. The blood was surging through his body, through all its extremities and pounding against the tips of his fingers, the tips of his toes. All the perfumes of the island came rushing in on the wind, orange, lemon blossoms, grapes, flowers. It seemed as if his body had sprung away from him out of himself."

BTW, Mr. Rylsky, the opening shots of Nikia at the mirror, the private scene of a woman getting ready to out, are quite possibly the most heart warming and beautiful photographs of a woman that I have ever seen.

Loretta, thank you for posing for this set . . . you incredible, sexy, powerfully feminine babe ROCKET.Arkisi, thank you for driving the wheels off this race car !And, Met-Art . . . thank you for taking my money.Keep Calm and Loretta On.

The scrub pines, the lack of tall trees (frequent hurricanes), the bone fish and file fish in the shallows, that species of red cushion starfish, the bits of turtle grass, the sand islands (not rock) ... if I'm allowed a guess it would be the northeastern Caribbean.

The party boat of divers or snorkelers going by indicates a resort near by so . . . the Bahamas? Turks and Caicos? Cuba?

"Love is joy with the accompanying idea of an external cause." - Baruch SpinozaSigrid, your beauty fills my heart with overwhelming joy.A fundamental power. Like a thunderbolt.Thank you very much for sharing.

Anna, when you smile a heartfelt smile, as several times you smile here, your already stunning feminine beauty ascends above a simple perfection of substance and form and transcends the limits of ordinary experience.